race it is not the start that hurts, not the even pace of the long
stretch. It is when the goal is in sight that heart and nerves and
courage and muscles are strained almost beyond human endurance, almost to the
So with you now the goal is in sight, you need your final cry to Me. Can you not see by the nerve and heart rack
of the past few days that your race is nearly run? Courage, courage. Heed my voice of encouragement. Remember that I am by your side, spurring you
on to victory.
annals of heaven, the saddest records are those that tell of the many who ran
well, with brave stout hearts, until in sight of the goal of victory, and then
their courage failed. The whole host of
heaven longed to cry out how near the end was, to implore the last spurt, but
they fell out, never to know until the last day of revealing, how near they were
they had listened to Me in the silence as you two meet with Me. They would have known. There must be the listening ear, as well as
the still small voice.